Dugu Yun stood in a messy poplar forest, sorting out his thoughts and the palm technique he had just performed, and felt more and more that it was necessary to practice this palm technique when he had free time in the future. Dugu Yun decided to officially name the slightly zou-shaped palm Huanyun Holy Sword Palm, which means that once the palm technique is used, the palm technique will be like a sword technique, like clouds in the sky, ethereal, light, and unpredictable, making the enemy unpredictable. well. "Haha." Dugu Yun, who has long black hair and a handsome face, was very proud of the original "trash can't be in the rubbish" technique he created after traveling through time. Dugu Yun, who was fifteen years old at this time, did not know that the peerless swordsmanship that would become famous in Dongyan Continent decades later was born because of his whim. Dugu Yun had just finished his lunch at the place where the outer disciples of Qingxia Sect ate, and stood up to leave, hoping to find a quiet place to consolidate his current cultivation as a first-level swordsman. "Junior brother Yun, where are you going in such a hurry?" Just when Dugu Yun just stood up, a familiar voice came to his ears. I don¡¯t know when Wu Yan was wearing a black robe, holding a two-foot copper sword, and was looking at Dugu Yun with a smile. Dugu Yun turned around and looked at Wu Yan who was dressed like this. At a sudden glance, he looked a bit strong, but when he saw Wu Yan's expression, he smiled in his heart. This man was really anxious. It seemed that it was early in the morning. Go to the top of the mountain to receive the rewards from the inner disciples. Dugu Yun's guess was correct. Wu Yan and Dugu Yun were in Qingwu City together, and they entered Qingxia Sect at the same time with almost the same sword cultivation skills. Everything happened in almost no particular order. Wu Yan was even more interested in Dugu, who was a former beggar. Yun was a little dissatisfied. Wu Yan has silently said many times in his heart that although my family is not a royal family in the Han Empire, it is still one of the ten major families in the Han Empire. In the past, in order to practice in the family, I often even forgot to eat, and I was never lazy. As for Dugu Yun, a former beggar, how come his strength is so close to his own? Doesn't he want to beg? After nearly ten years of hard work, his cultivation level is almost the same as that of a beggar. This makes Wu Yan usually talk to Dugu Yun. Wu Yan never mentions his life experience and feels embarrassed if he mentions it. Wu Yan is also a strong person. So this morning, when Dugu Yun was practicing in Yang Shulin, Wu Yan, who had been practicing Naling Jue all night, and who also broke through to the swordsman realm, didn't even eat breakfast in order to be able to attack Yifan Dugu Yun in a small way. Bian, clattering to the top of Qinglong Mountain, received the reward from the inner disciple, so that he could show off in front of Dugu Yun. At this time, Wu Yan, who was looking at Dugu Yun with a smile, had long since turned into a silly smile, and he was laughing crazily in his heart: "Look, this is the gap, a beggar is a beggar, I am still better than you, haha" " "Hey, Junior Brother Wu, why are you giggling?" Dugu Yun has always been stubborn and never considered himself Wu Yan's junior brother. He responded to Wu Yan with the same title, and he didn't show any respect to Wu Yan, who was now an inner disciple. What a look of surprise. Wu Yan, who had been laughing in his heart for a long time, was suddenly awakened by Dugu Yun's words from his junior brother. He said with an unhappy expression: "Junior brother Yun, I am a disciple of the inner sect. You are disrespectful." The conversation between Dugu Yun and Wu Yan It has already attracted many disciples to watch, especially Wu Yan, who was wearing a black robe. He had never seen any inner disciples come to Qingxia Sect where the outer disciples ate before. At this time, Wu Yan¡¯s slightly angry words actually caused silence among the outer disciples who were watching. Dugu Yun looked at Wu Yan, shook his head slightly, and thought to himself: "This kid, forget it, a man can bend and stretch" Just when Dugu Yun was about to call Wu Yan senior brother, Wu Yan, who was suddenly surrounded by disciples, somewhere on his body A strange cry came out: "Gu Gu, Gu Gu" which immediately caused the onlookers to have strange expressions. Wu Yan, who was waiting to watch Dugu Yun's show, had an even weirder expression at this time. "Cough, cough, cough" Wu Yan coughed loudly. "Gugu, gugu" The weird cry coming from somewhere in Wu Yan's body became louder and louder. At this time, Wu Yan's face was even redder, with red and white intersecting, secretly cursing that somewhere in his body was not up to par, and he couldn't live up to his expectations. Is it just that I missed several meal times and didn't get to eat? At this time, the disciples who were watching Dugu Yun and Wu Yan were standing, not to mention their expressions. Some wanted to laugh but were afraid to laugh, so they just covered their mouths with their hands and their bodies were trembling. Some people's faces turned red, and some even turned around to look. Use it to divert your attention elsewhere. Seeing Wu Yan's current situation, Dugu Yun secretly sighed in his heart: "After all, he is still a fifteen-year-old boy. It is inevitable to be competitive and competitive" "Brother Wu, I will leave first if I have anything else to do." Dugu Yun joked. road. "Oh, by the way, the food for the outer disciples is also good!" After Dugu Yun said this, he turned and left. Wu Yan looked at Dugu Yun's retreating back, already cursing in his heart. As soon as Dugu Yun walked away, he left alone and dejected, but when he left, his expression did not change at all, just like what happened just now This has never happened before, which shows that this person's state of mind is also unusual. When Dugu Yun and Wu Yan left one after another, many outer disciples burst into laughter, and there were many who complained. This shows that the laughter of many outer disciples has been suppressed before. Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns. Qingxia Gate is located in Qinglong Mountain. It is truly a masterpiece of heaven and earth. I don¡¯t know how many sunrises and sunsets Qinglong Mountain has experienced. At this time, the sun sets in the west, the rays of light tilt towards Qinglong Mountain, and the deep blue sea water at the foot of the mountain has endless blue waves. Dugu Yun is sitting cross-legged on a boulder, silently running the liquid sword in his body, consolidating his own strength. Dugu Yun has been sitting here practicing since lunch. Dugu Yun, who had a short and rough experience in his previous life, simply ignored his encounter with Wu Yan at noon, and just sighed silently in his heart, this Wu Yan is really very strong. "Boom." A subtle voice rang out from Dugu Yun's Qi Sea, and then all the spiritual power in the Qi Sea disappeared, and the Liquid Yuan Sword seemed to be more condensed than before. "Huh." Dugu Yun took a long breath, opened his eyes and sighed: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk. It's really difficult to compress the spiritual power of the sea of ????qi, but the benefits it brings are really good. It's a pity that the sea of ????qi last night All the spiritual power has been absorbed by Yuan Jian. It seems that I have to seize the time to practice in the past few days. "In this way, Dugu Yun practiced Qingxia Naling Jue at night, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation. In addition to consolidating his own cultivation, he will also practice the Zou-shaped Huanyun Holy Sword Palm. Day after day, in the blink of an eye, ten days have passed since Qingxia Sect distributed the Soul-Natering Art to all outer disciples. Within these ten days, many outer disciples have reached the realm of swordsmen and climbed to the top of Qinglong Mountain. Inner disciples, they even received the rewards of inner disciples. At this time, the sky of Qinglong Mountain is full of stars, and spiritual energy surrounds it like clouds and fog. In a messy poplar forest, only a young man with black hair and shawl can be seen, holding a wooden sword and dancing like crazy, causing the wooden sword to produce countless phantoms. . In the dark night, the young man sometimes moves left and right, sometimes jumps forward and back, his wrist rotates slightly, and the wooden sword in his hand dances as fast as lightning and the shadow of the sword is thick, as if he is dancing with several swords in one hand, and his figure is even more erratic. "Puff, puff, puff." There was a harsh sound like piercing a boulder, and several transparent holes as big as bowls were left on the trunk of a thick poplar tree. "Well, not bad!" The young man stood up and put away his sword, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, and said silently: "I didn't expect that the Ninefold Swordsman is so powerful. The attack power of my wooden sword is even worse than that of the iron sword." The young man with black hair and shawl is none other than Dugu Yun, who has been practicing for several days.